Thursday, August 06, 2009
Mark 1: 1-8, wherein John the Baptist comes across like R.W. Schambach
John the baptizer came out of nowhere from out in the sticks, tellin’ everybody they needed to let him throw ‘em down in some river water and waller ‘em around and agitate ‘em some to soften up their sin and badness so they could turn to God for help and forgiveness. Country folks from the whole territory around Judea and city slickers from Jerusalem were all comin’ out and listenin’ to him and getting’ dunked in the Jordan River.
Now John was a sight, with an outfit made out of camel hair and a strap of leather around his middle, and danged if he wasn’t livin’ on locusts and honey he’d swiped from bees’ hives. He declared:
“There’s an Ol’ Boy a-comin’, ha, who’s so intense-aha, he’ll make me look like a pantywaist-aha! Amen! Praise God! I wouldn’t deserve-aha, to get the honor of loosenin’ his bootlaces-ah. All I’ve done is throw y’all in the river water, hallelujah, and bring you up rinsed off some! Glory! He’ll throw y’all smack-dab into the whirlin’ vortex of the Holy Ghost-aha, and the undertow’ll shoot you all through and out the other siiide-aha! You’ll get all hosed out on the inside-ah and hosed off on the outside-ah! Can I get an Amen?”
Mark 1:8, KJV, John talking:
"I indeed have baptized you with water: but he shall baptize you with the Holy Ghost."
You guys have pent up issues?
(-: RMF :-)
you crazy beaner!! if yous comin to stay at the Loneys you better start talkin more American...I see your Mexican still sucks too. We'sa have a fiester when you get here. BTW Nachos, no diga la materia privada en el webbernet, dumbass, cuz Sr. Feodor es un poco seco Yankee, no mucho humor. Sorry, I aint made the talk since I visited you last.
And Feo, aint no use to start early mornin cussin...least not til I've had a drink or 3...and mayo un emú caca en su café
Escucha, las pequeñas bolas, con palo de patadas a su esposa.